The art of melancholia should not be dismissed lightly,

nor the sculpture of passionate sentiment

in conveying a different message meaning not seen as unsightly

as one witnesses the beauty of honest lament.

To have the air of melancholia surround you,

might bring others down and cursing your name

but there is more honesty in a reflective sadness true

than in any false smile, revelling in sneering fame.

To go through life and not feel the hunger

of the soul as it bleeds from time to time,

is to be inhuman, or worse, to be a machine

not understanding the problem or letting the anger

that burns within, be the answer to their crime,

and sticking two fingers up to their crass, false words so mean.

Ian D. Hall 2014